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Poetry: The cicadas chirp in the ears in midsummer, and love grows savagely in the bottom of the heart

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Poetry: The cicadas chirp in the ears in midsummer, and love grows savagely in the bottom of the heart

sincere

The relics left behind in the spring heal the waiting of the whole winter

Gazing out the window, the begonias are as gorgeous as fire

There are far places that cannot be reached

Listen to the dialogue between the seasons and the world when they are not loved

Echoing in my ears was filled with apologies and regrets

The red sun sets on the sea level, shimmering and shimmering

The sound of cicadas chirping in midsummer is in your ears

The drunkenness of the night instigates loneliness and indulgence

May the flowers fall in front of the court and bloom in the end, and there will be a way back

May tender love grow savagely in the bottom of my heart

Poetry: The cicadas chirp in the ears in midsummer, and love grows savagely in the bottom of the heart

Hold a handful of sorrows

The rain hits the plantains

Rushed to the scenery that was missed in those years

The babbling streams flowing in the mountains and fields are bright and not sad

The white clouds hold the midsummer sun

The tranquil and leisurely Nanshan Mountain echoes with the melodious song of birds

At that time, there was a heaven and earth to live in

You're right here

Filled with a handful of sorrows, guarding my innocence

The golden sunlight covers the flowing water, and crosses a layer of crystal

Just look back, the shore is already full of flowers

Poetry: The cicadas chirp in the ears in midsummer, and love grows savagely in the bottom of the heart

What you forgot, I remember

Under the eaves sheltered from the rain

Escape the fate of gloom and sadness for a short time

The sound of rain also accompanies silently

Gently chant a poem that is full of romanticism

Looking at you in the backlight

Evoke a memorial memory

It's like a tsunami sweeping through the bottom of my heart

Surging and surging, warm and public

When the night is unveiled

The unexpected blue sky is as clear as a wash

Sink into the quiet evening breeze and blow away the white dandelions

What you forgot I will always remember

Author: Cheng Tai Picture @ Sakura classmates

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